If we have learned anything in the past few weeks, and I pray that we have, we know that there are certain things we can't control. No one is ever going to think exactly like you, being a Bengals fan comes with endless heartache, my right armpit will always sweat more than the left, Mayweather... Continue Reading →
Me, My Selfie, & I
Someone once told me I'll never see myself the way other people do. Apparently what I look like is subjective. There isn't a mirror or a filter or selfie or a picture in which I'll ever see myself in the same light someone else does. So I can't help but wonder: what do I look... Continue Reading →